"Hoochie Mama (Remix)" lyrics

This is a public service announcement
I need all the hoochie mamas to report to the dance floor
Holler at your boy

I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama
I just got some cat from a hood rat
I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama
I just got some cat from a hood rat
I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama
I just got some cat from a hood rat
I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?

Yeah, ayy, met her at the swap meet
She was walkin' knock-kneed, told the bitch to top me
I just copped a tall tee, and I got my fitted on
Tryna put my niggas on, tryna put the city on
Ridin' on the Metro, if you with it, let's go
Smokin' on the best dro, keep it super ghetto
Actin' like an asshole, wonder why they mad for
With the homie Castro, tryna get the cash flow
Ridin' with the Mexicans, me and money best friends
Police ask questions, but they can't catch him
Tryna keep it low-key, Chevrolet, four deep
All my niggas hold heat, poppin' niggas on sight

Damn, comin' around the corner, pullin' up on you, music blastin'
Cheatin' on her baby daddy 'cause that nigga trash
When I throw that money up, she shake it a lil' faster
If she let me fuck, I put that pussy in a casket

I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama
I just got some cat from a hood rat
I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama
I just got some cat from a hood rat
I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama
I just got some cat from a hood rat
I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?

Ah, yeah, met her at Melrose
Prada on the shell toes, she was on the coco
Hair done, nails too, had to cut her ex loose
Lookin' at the man in the mirror, that's the best you (Yeah)
I don't care who's who, girls fuckin' by the group (Yeah)
They sync like Bluetooth, control 'em like voodoo (Ooh)
Big Ws every summer, I could never lose
I like the pussy new, let me screw, touch you like masseuse (Damn)
Maybach, girls showin' pussy crack (Ass)
"Is this a Ferrari?" She wanna fuck fast
First on the wave, I'ma make the surf last
Fuckin' for a present, now she all in my past
Yeah, comin' around the corner, oh, that's my bitch, my bad
Threesomes on the beach, I bring sand to the sand
Your nigga ain't nothin' like me
I get pleased, never teased
Think you got her on a leash, she gettin' rad

I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama (Bitch)
I just got some cat from a hood rat (Yes, sir)
I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama
I just got some cat from a hood rat
I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama
I just got some cat from a hood rat
I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?

If you got a B cup, C cup, double-D cup
Let me fuck
Let me fuck
Let me fuck
Let me fuck
Yo, Buddy, Buddy
Holler at your daddy, man, look
I got the rum and the meatball sandwich from Subway, I'm—
Had to go home
Alright, I'ma call you, though